Is the world starting to feel like Game of Thrones? Like, you hope for the best, and yet worse and worse shit starts piling on top of you. No one is allowed to be truly happy; all is misery. Accept that, and you can find peace. Not happiness, mind you, but peace with the shit. And you can find a new reason to keep fighting it.

ETA: Hope is such an amazing thing. Really. I think if I ever go back to school for my doctorate, If I really wanted my brain to implode, I'd study it. I mean, how...?